Just the title. I’ve been married for 26 years, and have worked full time for 19 of them.
My college aged kids and I are sick with Covid (confirmed test) and my husband comes home last night and says “what were you thinking for dinner?”
We ordered take out. So this afternoon I dragged my butt into the kitchen and we’re having ribs and au gratin potatoes to save us 75 bucks. I’m sick as fuck and he asks me if I’ve switched laundry today.
Twenty six years and it seems like he doesn’t know how to be a caregiver. Reading through the comments and OP’s replies are heartbreaking. You’re sick! But you’re just like he is who he is. I’m sorry that you’re unwell and have a partner who can’t even make an effort, regardless of whether it’s not his strong suit or not.